Three Months Later

It was raining, the sun covered by the gray clouds that poured rain. Lightning lit the sky as thunder cracked loudly. It was the perfect weather for this day. The house was filled with anger, tension and harsh words. Kyle and Rebbecca were hugging each other in Rebbecca's room. Their parents were fighting again but they did not know why. They had been fighting a lot lately. Never had they fought before and the children were scared. They heard James and Carol yelling at each other in the kitchen and started crying harder than before. The sound of angry voices carried on. When they heard a car pull up, all noises stopped and the children ran out of the room, thanking God for who had arrived.

As they passed the kitchen, a quick glance showed James and Carol glaring at each other. Rebbecca grabbed Kyle's hand and pulled him outside on the porch just as Audrey was getting out of her silver Ford Corolla. Rebbecca shut the door to the house. Audrey pulled up the hood on her jacket to block the merciless rain and ran up the stairs. She got down on her knees and hugged the kids to her. They wrapped their arms around her like she was the last solid thing on earth.

"Easy now," she soothed, stroking their hair. She wanted to storm into the house and yell at James and Carol for upsetting the kids but knew that would only upset them more. The children had called her and told her what was going on and she had quickly come to the house.

"Why are they fighting?" Kyle asked, hiccuping.

"I don't know, baby," Audrey said. "Go to your room, OK?" A little reluctant, they did as she asked. Audrey walked into the kitchen and stared at the two adults who were acting like babies. She placed her hands on her hips and shook her head like a scolding mother. "What's all the fighting about? You have the kids scared."

James turned his glare to her which she returned full on. "This is none of your business, Audrey."

Carol huffed. "Sure, it isn't." Her voice was filled with disdain.

Audrey sighed. "I'm taking the kids to my house until you two figure out what the hell is going on because I don't know. Until you do, they'll be with me because they are upset and don't want to hear you fight."

Carol basically snarled at Audrey. "That's fine." A smart retort was on the tip of Audrey's tongue but she bit it back and went to find the kids. After they had packed a bag for the night, they left, leaving Carol and James alone in the house. "Are you happy, now?"

James sneered. "Happy about what?" he snapped. "I don't even know why you're pissed!"

"You very well do!" Carol snapped back. "So don't pretend you don't! Don't think I don't notice."

"Notice what?!" James asked, incredulously. He had no idea what she was talking about.

Carol threw her hands up. "Forget it!"

"Women!" James scoffed.

"Men!" Carol said in an equal tone. James wanted to piss her off and she knew it. He knew exactly what she was talking about and why they had been fighting for the past week.

"You think I wanted it to happen?" he asked, stalking towards her dangerously. His temper was flaring and so was Carol's fear. She knew he would never hit her but the look in his eyes said how much he would like to. He gripped her hips and lifted her onto the kitchen table, slamming her back against it. She gasped in shock as his mouth came crashing down on hers, tongue shoving inside. Her body heated, desire making her damp between her legs.

James ripped her shirt off and unclasped her bra. He knew he would never hit her so he would take his aggression out some other way. His large hand gripped her breast, squeezing to the point of pain. "Is this what you want?" he asked, angry. "For me to forget? Fine." His head dipped down to take her hardened nipple into his mouth roughly, scraping his teeth against the flesh. She writhed beneath him. He removed his shirt and unbuttoned his pants, releasing his erection. Instantly, her pants and panties were on the floor and he shoved his cock inside her, fucking her hard as if to remind her of something but she was not sure what. All she knew was that desire and fear mixed into one, making her shiver and scream in pleasure but also pain.

James' nails dug into her arms as he held her down, taking what he wanted. His gaze was furious and intent. She wrapped her legs around his waist, taking him deeper. His teeth bit into her neck as he rammed himself faster and harder inside her. She hissed in pain but did not want to stop. She wanted him to think only of her. Her manicured nails dug into his hip and she screamed as she came. James orgasmed seconds later. As if nothing had happened, he pulled out of her and righted himself, stepping away.

Carol shivered, sitting up on the table. Her legs were weak but she forced them to keep her upright as she got dressed. She felt disgusted with herself, letting him take her like a wild animal. Usually, it would not have bothered her but today it did. After she dressed, she stood up straight and glared at his broad back and slim hips. He was so damn sexy and it was hard for her to say what she was about to but there was no other choice. She would not let this scandal go on any further.

"I want a divorce."